One day, there was a young man named Rich. He lived in a small apartment on the outskirts of town. He was your normal college kid, and had the normal enough life, except he was recently unemployed. So, he was awaiting a letter from a company he contacted about something, and when he checked the mail today, his adventure unknowingly began, when he got a strange letter.
He saw a plain white letter envelope, with the return address of Miss Terrie, and just the same town he was in, and no other markings. he looked at it, and then saw the rest of the mail, which included a congratulations notice from Ed McMahon about "winning" 10 million dollars, the gas bill of about $60 bucks, and a letter asking him to join the army. He tossed the letters aside, and then opened the one that caught his eye. All it had was some paper, in the form of a letter. He then got his glasses and started to read it:
Dear Rich,
Do you need money? Are you sick of those phony ads that promise that kind of thing? wish one of them was real? Well, read this nice offer, the opportunity of a lifetime, take part in our social study of male behavior, worship, love, and the mind. Sponsored by Marrs Inc. fill out this short enclosed form, and mail it to us at this address, PO Box 651, Seattle Washington, 93781.
Thank you for your time, Ms. Terry, CEO Mars Inc.
Rich laughed a little, of course, but had a funny gut feeling about it, and decided, it was a longshot at best. Hey! he was feeling like a sucker, so why not? So he took the short question form, with the cliche' form questions, name, address, and other stuff. Then he saw a write in question with this question: "Name the four celebrities that you find most attractive:" What an odd question for a company question form, but you figured this seemed weird anyway, so you went for it again. The first one for Rich was a no-brainer for him, as he was looking at a poster he got the other day, Jennifer Lopez. Then, he stared to think.
"Hmmm...who else?" he thought, so many hotties, how can I pick? Jennifer Love Hewitt? Tyra Banks? Pamela Lee? Tough call! So he got a soda from the fridge, and then he came up with a great second choice, almost kind of a "duh!" choice, Britney Spears. Than thinking about it, he can't help feeling bad about something, so he adds Christina Aguilera to the list. He then lets out a little laugh, and realizes how much VH1 he watches, as he feels like a person on that show "The List", or for other less smart people "Politically Incorrect". He flips the channels, and then comes across a video from Mariah Carey and Snoop Dogg "Crybaby" just as she is getting the tub nude, or as many people think, with all her clothes on (as her wardrobe takes up less fabric than a Barbie bikini). He smiles because he likes looking at her better than her voice. The voice is nice, but the cleavage is better for Mariah.
So that completes the quartet, and the other odd question is what is your favorite snack food? easy, Doritos! duh! The perfect snack food! Unfortunately, he ran out of some, and he could go for a few Doritos right about now. So he finished the form, and went to look for an envelope, and then ended up seeing one in the envelope the letter came in, self addressed and stamp. "Hmm...I didn't see this one before. Maybe I better wear my glasses again." He said to himself, thinking the contacts aren't working that well.
So he finishes the envelope with the return address, and then heads out, as he knows he has to return the video back to the local rental place. "Marvin's Room", what was he thinking? Weird flick, nice, but the ending sucked ass! He leaves his pad, drops off the video, gets another movie to rent called "Cliffhanger", mails the letter in a nearby mailbox, and heads home. A slow day for him that day, but a good one, and he had like an internal wish, that tomorrow would be a better day for him. That some magical thing would happen for him. He let out a sigh, as he got under the sheets, probably because he was so horny. He started to pump his member a little, but then a another strange feeling came over him, one he gets whenever something's up. He always trusts it, and stopped.
He went to sleep, awaiting the happenings of a new day. He had a couple of odd dreams, about floating, flying, being pulled away in the air. Very odd, but at the end of one dream, when he saw himself floating against a brick wall, and was going to crash, this woke Rich up in fear. And he awoke to a greater fear, as then looked around and didn't recognize his surroundings. He was all of a sudden in a large, medieval looking room, probably part of a castle, with the largest fireplace he ever seen, two doorways, no mirrors, and a few pictures in frames. He recognized nobody in them. He headed to one doorway, and couldn't get the door open.
It wouldn't even budge. So he headed to the other door, and got that one open easily. It led to a very dark hallway, with four doors. He saw one window, and all it showed was dark sky, and a large forest area, the he didn't know where it was. He then started freaking out, and then someone emerged from the doorway he did into the hallway. A very shapely and sexy lady in a long black nightgown. She had the nicest looking cleavage, and the thin fabric of the nightgown clearly showed her nipples, and even the patch of her mound. The lady had long black hair, and the deepest blue eyes anyone ever seen. This made Rich not that scared anymore, but he still wanted to know where he was, so he confronted her. "who are you? where am I?"
"I am Ms. Susan Terrie, and I got your letter, Rich."
"what? I just mailed it out, and how do you know my name?"
"I know more than that, Mr. Doritos, and so hard to pick Christina or Britney so go for both."
